Tests

So I've been having lots of tests of late.  Lots of blood taken.  My veins don't like blood tests.  They seem to sense what is going on and vanish.  I almost feel like I need to assure the nurse I'm not a druggy who has collapsed all the veins in their arm.  Last time it took 3 attempts.  She eventually got HALF a vial out of my hand.  The hand one hurts!

But my favourite test.  Oh boy.  The test that all woman would just line up to have done if they knew about it.  My Dr didn't "warn" me about it. Probably for my own safety I think.  I just thought I was having an ultrasound and xray.  I was blind sighted. 

Say hello to the probe. 

I've never studied a ceiling with such concentration before in my life.  Trumped all dentist visits, let me tell you. 

But it's all worth it.  All the "trauma" answers questions.  And I'm hoping that with answers to questions comes a plan. 

Plus I just changed Dr's, and he's excited about helping me.  I hope he can.